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Goddamn, give this girl a cookie! Look how many times I’ve blogged this week! ;)

Ugh, so it’s Friday and I have a riveting evening of furniture shopping ahead. I am dreading it. FOR REAL. I love domesticity, but I do NOT enjoy shopping. And I do not usually enjoy shopping with the significant-other (or anyone else, for that fact!), especially for things like this where you could say we have different…ideas about how things should be/look/affect the environment. Getting the house together has been/is a true test! I do not have a boyfriend who doesn’t care about house things, that’s for sure. I don’t know whether to be thankful or bummed.

Hey look! my neighborhood is listed as a good (safe!) area to buy a house in this month’s 5280 magazine! And my street, Hayward, even got a shout-out! I am so PROUD. And so relieved. Cha-CHING!

Yeah, so Cha-CHING is right! We’ve been doing lots and lots and lots of BUYING. I just paid $100 for a custom address plaque (don’t tell Kevin) from Smith and Hawken. To my defense, you would too if you saw the cheesy plastic Home Depot-style house stickers that identify our very-special abode. The list of other things to buy is *this long*. Poor Kev is having a hard time with the consumption aspect, but I’m trying to convince him that this is our FIRST house and that consumption comes with the first house-territory.

Other than furniture shopping, tomorrow is Denver’s Free Mulch Day, to which I am driving the Subie and loading ‘er up with a big free pile of ground-up Christmas Trees! We also need to weed, mow grass, paint a dresser, hang blinds, organize the camping gear room, fix the armoire, install the closet, procure bookshelves, unpack the office, replace the basement stairs, paint the stairwell, run 20 miles (oh wait, that’s Kev) and go to a 30th birthday party.

DON’T YOU WANT TO BE ME?!